Chapter 1889 Celestial Blood Rule Slave
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Location- Unknown, Blood Rule Source
Now that Wyatt had obtained the blood sample of the Deviant Devil, he once again completely focused on finding an opportunity to fake his death and escape to the dark realm. However, he also realized that if the devil and the dragon were to continue to fight so foolishly, as long as the Elder Anesthesia Dragon's turtle shell shield was protecting him he might never find the opportunity he was looking for.
Therefore, Wyatt was beginning to consider if he should taunt the Deviant Devil into attacking him. He felt that the devil's punch would be enough to break the shield and kill him giving him just the opportunity he was seeking. He would not have considered taking such a desperate measure but after collecting the devil's blood sample, Wyatt had nothing to distract him from the devil's moaning while waiting for the perfect opportunity.
Wyatt could no longer take it, as the Deviant Devil's actions had escalated. It no longer just welcomed the Dragonoid pouncing on it with open arms, but it would use its extreme physical prowess to vigorously hump the Dragonoid in the fraction of a second it takes the Dragonoid in its arms to detonate. As a result, the sounds of its humping along with its rapid breath would echo, even the sound from the explosions was not able to kill these embarrassing echoes.
'If I wait any longer I might get to collect a sample of the Deviant devil's love juice,' dark lines formed on Wyatt's forehead, as this thought crossed his mind. He shook his head desperately not wanting to entertain that thought or if possible erase it. But he grew worried about the possibility that even if he ignored this thought it might actually become a reality soon.
'Is the Dragon enjoying it?' Wyatt wondered. If someone were to look at the scene in front of him, starting now and without any context, then they would think the same and also think that the Dragon was detonation itself out of guilt for participating in such a shameful thing, for wanting it, and for enjoying it.
'What's celestial blood rule slave—I– I s–see it,' Wyatt stuttered, finally finding the source of the third blood rule domain. His mind went blank for seeing the owner of the third blood rule domain.
Wyatt blankly stared at the red moon that had just made itself visible, it was the source of the third-blood rule domain. The red moon was not a moon but the celestial blood rule slave. Just as its name suggested. It was a celestial body turned blood rule slave.
The celestial blood slave was a few hundred thousand miles away from their battlefield so it appeared small like it was the moon of the blood rule source however, a keen eye would notice that its size was slowing growing showing that it was hurrying toward the battlefield.
What shocked Wyatt about all this the most was that the celestial blood rule slave was not only able to cast its blood rule domain on the battlefield while being a few hundred thousand miles away but also destroy the blood rule domain of the Devil and the Dragon.
'H-how— how did a celestial become a blood rule slave? Even a newborn celestial can easily withstand the mystique of the blood rule source. A celestial's will can't be driven mad to become a blood rule slave,' Wyatt enquired the dragon, unable to believe what he was witnessing. It was the universal truth that the rule source was like mother's milk to the celestials. How can a mother's milk harm her baby?
'What you see is indeed the body of the celestial but the will inhabiting it is not that of a celestial but an ancient devil. An ancient devil who was born with a very strong will, reaching the end of its potential and unable to find the path to transcendence desperately decided to swallow the will of a newborn celestial and replace it in hopes of using the celestial's body to achieve transcendence.
By doing so the ancient devil managed to gain the body of a celestial but it still underestimated the path to transcendence. Without a complete body, how can one hope to attain transcendence? Though its body was celestial, its will was not. The results are right in front of you.
That ancient devil is not the only one nor the last, desperate people resort to desperate means and there are many desperate people,' the Elder Anesthesia Dragon narrated the story of the celestial rule slave revealing a hint about the transcendence to Wyatt— a complete body was needed to attain transcendence.
'Shouldn't we escape before it arrives?' Wyatt suggested escaping right away, fearing that once the celestial blood rule slave was close enough they might not have the chance to escape. He no longer cared about hurting the dragon's ego.
'Don't worry, I have everything planned,' the Elder Anesthesia Dragon assured Wyatt and narrated, 'I encountered this celestial blood rule slave a few millenniums ago, back then I was lucky to have escaped it. I have been keeping track of its activity in the blood rule source since then. I knew I could count on the deviant devil's stubbornness to find me. Setting my trap, I patiently waited for it. All my patience is finally about to yield results. Just enjoy the show.'
Listening to the Elder Anesthesia Dragon, Wyatt finally knew why it was repeatedly pouncing at the devil and detonating itself even though it was not able to harm the deviant devil with its attack. It was because its target was never the devil but the celestial blood rule slave. It was creating as much as ruckus possible to attract the celestial blood rule slaves toward the battlefield while simultaneously keeping the deviant devil engaged even at the expense of getting vigorously and repeatedly humped by it.